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John & Drew - Chapter 2
After John and I had blown our wads on each other, he invited me over to Drew's place for a 'sleepover'. I know we did sleep at some point, but not much. John called Drew to let him know I was coming. I just sat there listening to John's end of the conversation and I could hear Drew laughing through the phone a few times. I was still holding John's jockstrap in my hands. As I held it to my face again, John started laughing once more.
"And there's a special request for you to wear a jock. Preferably sweaty," John said into the phone and I heard Drew laughing again as John hung up. "Now, should we actually do some French homework?" John asked me.
I was still horny, but figured I should save it for later, so we actually did a couple of hours of work after John had taken a quick shower. While he was in the shower, I ransacked his underwear drawer and dirty laundry that was scattered around. I felt like a pervert, but I preferred the dirty stuff off the floor. I almost didn't even care what it was. T-shirts, boxers, briefs, I actually found a small speedo and a couple of jockstraps in the back of one drawer - the speedo kind of surprised me - but even a pair of old jeans or board shorts lying around was enough. Anything that had come in close contact with him I started to covet. I think I was afraid that this was a one-time thing and I might never be this close to him again.
When he returned from the shower wearing just a towel, I had a brief moment of panic when his mom walked by the open bedroom door and said she had ordered us a pizza. We were just sitting there, but it still freaked me out. I wasn't in the habit of walking around in front of my mom in just a towel. I also could still taste cum in my mouth, and I had just finished sniffing her son's dirty laundry. I'm sure I looked guilty of something, but his mom didn't seem to notice.
And as John had said, Drew's parents were away, so I wouldn't have to worry about being interrupted when we were at his place, though I was worried that I didn't have a change of clothes or a bathing suit.
"You're kidding, right?" John said to me. "A bathing suit? If you're that desperate, Drew's not much bigger than you, so you can borrow something from him."
We showed up at Drew's place around 9pm. He was a year older at 17, but despite the fact he was a great athlete, John was right, he was only a little bigger than me. I felt short and scrawny next to John's muscled 6 feet, but not next to Drew's leaner frame. About 5-foot-9, another brown-haired hunk who I'd secretly lusted after for years. Instead of green eyes, Drew's were the darkest brown - like a Teddy Bear. How could it be that in one day I was going to sleep with both these guys? My up-until-now lonely life was changing fast.
"Hey, guys!" Drew answered the door in shorts and a tank-top, hairy armpits on display. His long-ish, straight hair was a sweaty mess. "C'mon in. I just got back from a jog - sweaty jockstrap, as ordered," he said, and saluted, before giving me a bear hug and leading us inside. I think he purposely tried to put my face near his sweaty right armpit, but Jesus fuck did I appreciate it.
They both laughed again and I started to wonder if these guys were secretly stoned all the time. I never laughed that much, but after my dick had finally gone down during the French homework, it was instantly at attention again. Drew's pits and legs were so hairy. As a pale blond, I wasn't exactly a late bloomer, but I had very little body hair - really just my head, a little under the arms, and my crotch. I couldn't wait to see the rest of him. Drew grabbed three beers out of the fridge - another new experience for me - and tossed one to John and I. I managed to catch mine one-handed, earning a laugh and polite applause from the two of them.
"How come you never went out for baseball?" John asked.
"Because I throw like a girl," I answered, earning more laughs.
"So what's first?" Drew asked. "Swim or..."
I reached into my school bag and pulled out John's jock, which I had stuck in there while he showered earlier. I tossed it at him.
"Put this on," I said to him, "and you - take off your clothes," I said to Drew. I'm not sure where I got the nerve to boss these two bigger guys around, but they just laughed again and started stripping as if they were changing in the locker room - something I hoped to see them doing with their team-mates one day soon. Drew took a big mouthful of beer and then took his wife-beater off and threw it at me. I held it to my face and grinned at him. He had just a little hair on his chest, but his belly - if you can call a perfect teenaged six-pack a 'belly' - was covered in brown fur.
"Shorts, too," I said, and he turned his back to me and bent over as he slowly pulled them off. As his jocked ass came into sight, it was covered in soft dark hairs and he had no tan-line. The backyard must be private, I thought to myself. Meanwhile, John had stripped off his jeans and tee before looking at me. He was wearing the plaid Abercrombie boxers he had put on after his shower. God, he looked hot, but I wanted these two hot jocks wearing just their jocks. At least at first. I just nodded at him and he quickly shucked the boxers and pulled his jockstrap on over his flopping uncut dick. They stood there and waited for instructions, big stupid grins on their faces. I think they were really enjoying having a third person around for whatever it was they'd secretly been up to with each other.
"Start kissing," I said, as I settled into the large couch with my beer. They moved in front of me, got on their knees, and instantly started pawing at each other and sucking face. Their hands were everywhere - in each other's hair, grabbing their ass cheeks, and generally groping each other. It was so fucking hot watching these two studs making out. I'd seen it online a thousand times, but this was sensory overload. I pulled my dick out of my jeans and started slowly stroking it while I watched them and drank, getting buzzed on the beer and the action in front of me. Drew looked over at me.
"John wasn't kidding," he said, "you do have a fat one."
I hadn't seen Drew's dick yet, but I could see they were getting hard in their jockstraps. I called them closer and they stood facing me with their arms around one another. I leaned forward and breathed in Drew's post-jog crotch. God, these guys smelled good. Not some old hockey bag stink, but good, honest, teenboy sweat.
"I shouldn't have let you take that shower," I said to John before reaching for Drew's jock and pulling it aside. His hard, hairy cock popped out, sticking straight up. His balls must have been shaved, considering the rest of his body, but they looked smooth and hot. He was cut like me, and a little smaller, which kind of made me happy. I licked from the bottom of his balls right up to the head before swirling my tongue around his dark knob. I immediately pulled John's dick from his jock and did the same thing, taking a little extra time to play with his extra skin.
"God, I love uncut cock," Drew said, watching my tongue work on John's dick. "My parents only wised up when my little brother was born." Little brother?
"Is he here?" I asked, in a bit of a panic - like I'd been with John's mom.
"No. Robbie's staying at a friend's tonight. I think the two of them are doing it, too, but I'm not sure," Drew replied. "It's been a couple of years since I've really seen it hard, but when he was 12, he was fucking huge. The little bastard is taller than me, too."
I looked up at him and swallowed his dick again, really jerking and slobbering on it while I used my other hand to jerk John's cock. Drew was right. Uncut cock with a stretchy foreskin was so easy to jerk off compared to cut dicks. Luckily, I was cut fairly loose, so I didn't have too much trouble stroking, but Drew's piece was cut pretty tight. Lots of spit was in order, but since my mouth had been watering since the football practice that afternoon, I had plenty to go around. I went back to John for a minute, who moaned when I started tonguing his skin again before going down on him. Drew and John tongue-fucked each other's mouths while I slurped on them.
I almost didn't care that my own hardon wasn't getting any attention - I was just loving having these two hot guys feed me their dicks while I sat on the couch. I started to realize that I was a real cocksucker and I didn't care who knew it. Drew pulled his lips away from John's and finally spoke up.
"Shouldn't you get naked, too? I wanna get that fat thing up my ass at some point."
I stood up and John pulled my t-shirt, (actually, his - my own was busy getting crusty on the floor of his bedroom), over my head while Drew pulled down my jeans and underwear. He laughed and said something about me having a 'long, hard day' when he saw all the precum stains in my loose Hanes boxer-briefs, but I was always a leaky fucker. When I had first started jerking off and cumming at 12, I actually started wearing darker clothes, because I thought a wet spot wouldn't be as visible. When I had to spend hours at school with no relief, having a semi all day from my new-found sexuality, and being surrounded by dozens of cute guys my age, it was difficult to stay in control. Not to mention watching the high school boys next door whose ranks I would soon be joining. I remember seeing lots of boners being hidden behind books and stuff, but I only once caught a guy with a wet spot on his pants.
After stripping me, Drew and John both got down on the floor. Drew didn't waste any time going down on my dick while John got behind me and starting licking my virgin hairless asshole. I was really experiencing all the basics on my first day. Up until now, it had all been fantasy for me, but here, at 16, I had two guys from the football team (unbelievable!!!), one sucking me off while the other ate my ass. And the first time a tongue is up your ass can be quite something. My uptight brain was glad I'd showered earlier in the day.
I pulled Drew up from licking at my naturally hairless balls, and we started kissing. Tongues wrestling hard and hands everywhere. His light stubble burned my smooth baby-face and it felt so fucking good. These guys played pretty hard. I guess all the rough stuff on the football field without the sexual release left them pretty horned up for when they were alone together. I wondered aloud how they got through a post-game shower without getting boners.
"Boners? What are you - 12?" John asked, laughing, before sticking his face back up my ass and licking as hard as he could. I let out a few short whimpers and he smacked my ass - hard. Then he smacked it again and I whimpered louder.
"If I have to, I start counting backwards from a hundred, seven at a time," Drew said, in between kissing me, "...anyway, I've seen it happen to at least half the guys on the team." More wet kissing as he fondled my smooth balls. "You get ribbed about it if someone notices, but whatever. It's pretty rare in my experience - I think it happened a lot more in junior high...now how about you tongue my shitter for a while before you fuck me with that fat dick of yours?"
I wasn't a huge fan of his choice of words for the foreplay - I really was a pretty uptight kind of guy - but I was definitely eager to fuck him with my 'fat dick'. And I would tongue his shitter all day if I had to. I think my mostly-finished beer helped as I told him to get on his hands and knees. I got down behind him and started licking his hairy crack. It tasted sweaty and masculine, but not gross, and my enthusiasm increased as he started moaning and telling me to lick him harder. Instead, I alternated between hard and light 'butterfly' kisses of his hairy brown hole, which seemed to make him even crazier. Meanwhile, John got down under the two of us in a 69 position with Drew, who immediately started playing with John's dick-skin and big, furry balls. John started licking at Drew's dick and shaved balls and would then stick his head up between Drew's legs and my face to kiss me for a minute, or help me get Drew's ass good and wet before I finally lost my 'fucking' virginity. I wondered briefly whether I was going to lose my 'fuckee' virginity that night, too, but for now I was happy to be a top and I knew I would enjoy bottoming later.
As it turned out, it wasn't John or Drew who fucked me first, but that action didn't happen until the next morning. And my God, was it worth the wait.
John left me and Drew for a minute, and I could see him heading to the stairs - his big, hard wiener bouncing back and forth in front of him. He returned a couple of minutes later with condoms, lube, and three more beers, which he cracked open while he watched me eating a loudly vocal Drew's ass. This high school football star wanted it.
"Do it! Eat my ass and stick that fat dick up me! I wore my jock for you so you have to fuck me!"
"I told you it'd be fun to invite him over," John said to him. It must have been that first can of beer in my stomach, but I pulled my face away from Drew's wet butt-crack and turned to John sitting on the couch.
"Stretch out that foreskin, doggy-dick," I said, and he did while Drew turned his head to watch. I took one of the beer cans and carefully poured a little into John's stretched-out skin. He seemed to be able to stretch it quite a bit, and I suddenly thought that maybe some docking would be in my future, too. Something I had read about and seen online, but obviously had never had the opportunity to try. Again, my brain was heading in the right direction, but it wouldn't be John that I tried it with. At least not successfully.
"Drink it," I said to Drew, whose face lit up as he laughed first and slurped at the beer-filled foreskin second.
"I can't believe I never thought of this!" Drew said. We all took a few swallows from our cans and a few sips from John's cock-skin shot-glass, but I was careful not to go overboard. I wanted to remember tonight.
I slipped a condom on my prick with some difficulty. I had used condoms before while masturbating, but I had learned at least a year ago that I needed large ones just for the girth of my cock and its big head. I started to feel a little more like a big-shot since these guys obviously only used 'regular' size. I grabbed the lube that John had brought from Drew's room and rubbed a big bunch of it around Drew's asshole before getting him back on his hands and knees and sticking my finger inside of him. I'd finger-fucked myself a few times, so I took it easy, seeing if I could reach his sweet spot. I went in and out slowly for a minute before John laughed from the couch, watching and drinking his beer.
"He doesn't need any of that shit! I guarantee you can just shove it all in right now and he'll beg for more!"
"Fuck you!" Drew said. "Sometimes it's nice to be treated like a lady!" This from the star quarterback.
I quickly pulled my finger out of his hole and Drew made a disappointed sound. I squirted lube on my cock and rubbed my dick in his ass.
"Yeah... do it...fuck me..." he said, obviously the bigger bottom out of the two of them.
I was just a skinny little fucker, as John had said a few hours earlier, but I now knew for sure that I had a big fat dick. I wanted to be gentle, but at the last second, just after I had slowly pushed my head inside him, I quickly rammed the rest of my 6 inches into Drew as deep as I could. He groaned loudly as I held onto the waistband of his jockstrap and didn't move for a few seconds. John sat on the couch stroking his cock, sipping his beer, smiling and watching us. He gave me a seductive wink, and I started fucking someone for the first time in my life, keeping my eyes locked on John as he continued to pull his foreskin up and down his big prick.
I pulled on Drew's jock and slapped his ass as I pistoned in and out of his tight, furry butt. Looking down at his broad, smooth back and watching my cock go in and out of him, I felt like I was in a porno movie.
We were on our knees on the floor, but as I was fucking him, I managed to lean over him and reach around to his cock - the hardest I'd ever felt - and stroked him a little, and since I now knew what animals they were, I nibbled at the back of his neck and shoulders.
"Bite me harder and let go of my cock - just fuck me!" he said. "John! Get over here and suck me!"
John put his beer down and crawled underneath Drew's body. He alternated between sucking on Drew's dick and tonguing at my low-swinging balls as I pumped my cock in and out of Drew's ass. As my testicles swung around smacking the back of Drew's balls, I was feeling pretty proud of my 'boys', even though I knew John's were bigger. It was only a couple of minutes before Drew's teenaged ass and dick couldn't take any more, and he started to say in a strange, high voice:
"I'm gonna cum! Ah! Fuck!" John latched onto his dick. With me fucking him from behind, Drew was naturally fucking John's mouth and he shot his load right into him. I knew there was no way I could hold out much longer and I said so. John crawled out from under us and made a show of swallowing Drew's load. Then it was his turn to take charge.
"Drew - on your back. You - get over here," he said to me. I pulled out of Drew's ass and he whimpered a little as my dick left him empty, and then I joined John on my knees, one of us on each side of Drew's body. He grabbed the back of my head with his big left hand and stared at me with those big green eyes.
"We're gonna cum on this sluts face together. Got it?"
"I've got it," I said, ready to do whatever he wanted. I pulled off the condom and started jerking my dick as John pulled my head closer and started kissing me deeply while he slid his big foreskin up and down right over Drew's face. When I stopped kissing John and looked down, Drew just smiled, shut his eyes, and opened his mouth. With our foreheads pressed together, looking down at Drew's face, John and I pulled on our cocks - dickheads just inches apart.
John was good. He kept asking me how close I was and when I said I was going to cum, he started stroking his cock faster and we blew our jizz within seconds of each other, shooting a ton of cream all over Drew's waiting face. He tried to lap up as much as he could as we milked and shook our cocks all over him. We finally slapped his face with our dicks from both sides and he laughed and tried to start biting us.
Within a few seconds, I started kissing John again, hard, while Drew licked his lips and gently played with our nuts. I then bent down and kissed Drew, tasting and licking at the cum all over his face. I thought again that this must be a dream, but the two guys in front of me, and the smell of cum in the air, told me it was real.
All three of us were breathing hard. I was staring down at the face of the school's quarterback with mine and another guys cum all over him - and he looked happier than anyone I'd ever seen. He licked his lips again and wiped some cum from near his left eye with a finger.
"Well, that was fun boys. Can I take this fucking jockstrap off and go for a swim now?"
Chapters 3 and 4 still to come.